我已经做好了PPt,然后想写多一点有关于他的,上英语课要演讲
我是高一的,希望长一些
Na, Mr Cheung, I think I really fell in love with you.
Write down your pen when it is early autumn night, cool earth, and the light rise, Stars a laziness. I suddenly remembered that when you sing the Star lazy voice. You see, I always think of you, inadvertently, the seeds can not suppress thoughts in the heart above the soil.
On the memory of a summer, to the extreme clear and bright blue, clear to the top of the Cong unconscious. A short time only to encounter will be missed, but within the condensate from a multicolored heart. Many scenes, many tunes, a lot of words, clear in mind, the year and put the years, repeated listening, repeatedly looking back, until it becomes a habit, an obsession.
Obsessed with you nice profile, a crush on you clear eyes, you simply to crush any flaws, if not dyed like exquisite jade heart, obsessed with nothing to replace, because you are my youth, where a unique glimpse a stunning Shaohua, gentle years.
I love this boy, you know, how many times every night, you and me to dream for the neighborhood. Your shallow smile, side faces blurred. I whispered your name raving, but you disappear. Love you, seems to be illusory, and I in the Living world you can not catch everything.
I love this boy, you know, I'm rolling in latitude 28 ° in the rain in my eyes blurred again. I think you focus on the singing, hard of publicity, a serious sign, sincere thanks. The picture in the news that you, who jump on the TV screen you can not match remote like a light.
Now you no longer unsung ordinary boy. Because the Happy Boys, you are no longer ordinary. You are the eye of the stars, flashing in my vast skies. Thirty thousand feet away can not love the speed of light delivered to you, I had to look up again and again to wait.
Forgive my selfishness, do not want to let you into a fairy tale prince daytime, I only wish you were my neighbor's teenager. Has a simple friendly smile and look good this predicament. In the midst of the entertainment circles remember the first dream, to keep the heart full of pure white.
I care deeply about the Xiang Na and wanted to leave you again recently, and then recently, ... ...
Unrelated to your appearance, independent of your performance, this section, dedicated to your unique Cheung style music.
Turnery
Know your first song. Not amazing, not gorgeous, but enough to spike me. Heard many versions of the driving wood, has not found one person can sing like that of the ultra-popular ethereal Faye Wong. Of course, you do not. But you give a clean clear temperament is also a feeling this song. Turnery the spontaneous outpouring of grief and a touch of pure fairy-tale realm, I am at that moment, suddenly move the heart.
Meet
Stefanie's classic work, it is my very heart of a water. Strong compared with those feelings, ups and downs of the songs, this type of minor or small in fact not easily sung song. No treble to vent their emotions, no TTS performance skills, you use the most simple and plain singing, but instead they get the audience inside. Slowly beginning of a smooth, chorus and just the right accent caught a few. Your unique voice coupled with guitar chords, the little people to feel better and meet the small happiness.
Song Zhang San
Lighthearted tunes, warm lyrics, you sing with a fresh smile: "I want to take you around to fly ... ..." only one, most people unconsciously into the world of youth, so there is a willingness to nod just as soon as urge you to go. Only when the mind has always believed in the confused innocent people who can sing such a sober world of warmth. Sweet and romantic, dream and hope, that time is that riding a bicycle you look at the world youth sections.
Miss
Not listen to the song like the first pass, only 4 of the PK into the stage 5 to hear you sing a lot when feeling. Then listen again to find the video before, only to find it is a great finish of the song. "I woke up in a foreign land in the middle of the night, looking at complete strangers out of the window," Maybe the lyrics were too meet you then state of mind. More than a month away from home to sing songs you miss the most real. It so happened that when I started to love the song miss when you are in Beijing, even a modest: "Beijing's first night, sleep, think of a song, I woke up in a foreign land in the middle of the night, watching the full window is not a strange lights can be cooked open interest, the original is so hard to change habits. hey, miss too much. "Xiang love the small family, free to go home to see it!
Frivolous years
I can not believe this summer has been the most perfect 95 points miracle, this one actually comes from the lighter songs like water. That night, you really exhausted all the circumstances. When the faint sob from the prelude to the end of the piece when the tears fall. 2-minute short, sad scattered over the floor. Never know that listening to some tunes are easy to touch the heart like placid, the most sensitive part of the vulnerable. But every word Some words seem prosaic into mourning, every word for the cocoon. Years frivolous, dried tears, the heart is still deeply touched.
To break up with tears
You pick up the guitar you'd want to sing sing melancholy songs, delicately lips, Enron calm, slowly telling a story about the parting. However, when the end of the piece, but you break up with this scene. At that moment, could not reconcile himself with unspeakable heartache. Many people say that a number of popular songs made famous Chen Xiang, especially the first, small text is not known for original music, but broke up because of the tears that are all familiar with Chen Xiang. I have been thinking, in the end is why, why you can belong to you who can interpret the classic works? - Because of the situation. Because your songs are always people listening to the intelligence passed once visibly moved.
Song of the young line, you hold up the sound of a gentle summer. I Qinger hear warm, fall on your Qingyin every note. If the sound I remember, I am willing to work with your little love songs and tempting in the long night, to share my lonely mind. Lean on your voice, like a child-like sleep.
Fortunately, young here, you have the capital to sing, to dream by, shine on stage. Fortunately, here was young, I have the courage to love, go crazy, like you want to perform a read.
Maybe I'm naive, I'm shallow. However, the love a person is in itself the impulse of a cavity blood.
Make up classes during the summer was rare days off, give it all for you vote. I do not know for what in the end, but then, all of the expectations vested in you. Because of the promise to give you glory, so I have no reservations about giving. For the loved ones, click on the same crazy name - Chen Xiang, and then in a second carriage, the more determined resolve to love you.
Was the night of 5 into 4, facing the front of the TV you smiling curtain call cry. I do not know how, just that moment, sadness and loss as well up to badly. Because regret you, so could not stop the tears. Crazy for the love of people cried once, and then learn to be strong in the tears, treasure and grow with you.
Who said youth is crazy capital. So, in this warm and wonderful little before the age of the past, so I'm crazy for once. Only this time, only this for you.
Write down your pen when it is early autumn night, cool earth, and the light rise, Stars a laziness. I suddenly remembered that when you sing the Star lazy voice. You see, I always think of you, inadvertently, the seeds can not suppress thoughts in the heart above the soil.
On the memory of a summer, to the extreme clear and bright blue, clear to the top of the Cong unconscious. A short time only to encounter will be missed, but within the condensate from a multicolored heart. Many scenes, many tunes, a lot of words, clear in mind, the year and put the years, repeated listening, repeatedly looking back, until it becomes a habit, an obsession.
Obsessed with you nice profile, a crush on you clear eyes, you simply to crush any flaws, if not dyed like exquisite jade heart, obsessed with nothing to replace, because you are my youth, where a unique glimpse a stunning Shaohua, gentle years.
I love this boy, you know, how many times every night, you and me to dream for the neighborhood. Your shallow smile, side faces blurred. I whispered your name raving, but you disappear. Love you, seems to be illusory, and I in the Living world you can not catch everything.
I love this boy, you know, I'm rolling in latitude 28 ° in the rain in my eyes blurred again. I think you focus on the singing, hard of publicity, a serious sign, sincere thanks. The picture in the news that you, who jump on the TV screen you can not match remote like a light.
Now you no longer unsung ordinary boy. Because the Happy Boys, you are no longer ordinary. You are the eye of the stars, flashing in my vast skies. Thirty thousand feet away can not love the speed of light delivered to you, I had to look up again and again to wait.
Forgive my selfishness, do not want to let you into a fairy tale prince daytime, I only wish you were my neighbor's teenager. Has a simple friendly smile and look good this predicament. In the midst of the entertainment circles remember the first dream, to keep the heart full of pure white.
I care deeply about the Xiang Na and wanted to leave you again recently, and then recently, ... ...
Unrelated to your appearance, independent of your performance, this section, dedicated to your unique Cheung style music.
Turnery
Know your first song. Not amazing, not gorgeous, but enough to spike me. Heard many versions of the driving wood, has not found one person can sing like that of the ultra-popular ethereal Faye Wong. Of course, you do not. But you give a clean clear temperament is also a feeling this song. Turnery the spontaneous outpouring of grief and a touch of pure fairy-tale realm, I am at that moment, suddenly move the heart.
Meet
Stefanie's classic work, it is my very heart of a water. Strong compared with those feelings, ups and downs of the songs, this type of minor or small in fact not easily sung song. No treble to vent their emotions, no TTS performance skills, you use the most simple and plain singing, but instead they get the audience inside. Slowly beginning of a smooth, chorus and just the right accent caught a few. Your unique voice coupled with guitar chords, the little people to feel better and meet the small happiness.
Song Zhang San
Lighthearted tunes, warm lyrics, you sing with a fresh smile: "I want to take you around to fly ... ..." only one, most people unconsciously into the world of youth, so there is a willingness to nod just as soon as urge you to go. Only when the mind has always believed in the confused innocent people who can sing such a sober world of warmth. Sweet and romantic, dream and hope, that time is that riding a bicycle you look at the world youth sections.
Miss
Not listen to the song like the first pass, only 4 of the PK into the stage 5 to hear you sing a lot when feeling. Then listen again to find the video before, only to find it is a great finish of the song. "I woke up in a foreign land in the middle of the night, looking at complete strangers out of the window," Maybe the lyrics were too meet you then state of mind. More than a month away from home to sing songs you miss the most real. It so happened that when I started to love the song miss when you are in Beijing, even a modest: "Beijing's first night, sleep, think of a song, I woke up in a foreign land in the middle of the night, watching the full window is not a strange lights can be cooked open interest, the original is so hard to change habits. hey, miss too much. "Xiang love the small family, free to go home to see it!
Frivolous years
I can not believe this summer has been the most perfect 95 points miracle, this one actually comes from the lighter songs like water. That night, you really exhausted all the circumstances. When the faint sob from the prelude to the end of the piece when the tears fall. 2-minute short, sad scattered over the floor. Never know that listening to some tunes are easy to touch the heart like placid, the most sensitive part of the vulnerable. But every word Some words seem prosaic into mourning, every word for the cocoon. Years frivolous, dried tears, the heart is still deeply touched.
To break up with tears
You pick up the guitar you'd want to sing sing melancholy songs, delicately lips, Enron calm, slowly telling a story about the parting. However, when the end of the piece, but you break up with this scene. At that moment, could not reconcile himself with unspeakable heartache. Many people say that a number of popular songs made famous Chen Xiang, especially the first, small text is not known for original music, but broke up because of the tears that are all familiar with Chen Xiang. I have been thinking, in the end is why, why you can belong to you who can interpret the classic works? - Because of the situation. Because your songs are always people listening to the intelligence passed once visibly moved.
Song of the young line, you hold up the sound of a gentle summer. I Qinger hear warm, fall on your Qingyin every note. If the sound I remember, I am willing to work with your little love songs and tempting in the long night, to share my lonely mind. Lean on your voice, like a child-like sleep.
Fortunately, young here, you have the capital to sing, to dream by, shine on stage. Fortunately, here was young, I have the courage to love, go crazy, like you want to perform a read.
Maybe I'm naive, I'm shallow. However, the love a person is in itself the impulse of a cavity blood.
Make up classes during the summer was rare days off, give it all for you vote. I do not know for what in the end, but then, all of the expectations vested in you. Because of the promise to give you glory, so I have no reservations about giving. For the loved ones, click on the same crazy name - Chen Xiang, and then in a second carriage, the more determined resolve to love you.
Was the night of 5 into 4, facing the front of the TV you smiling curtain call cry. I do not know how, just that moment, sadness and loss as well up to badly. Because regret you, so could not stop the tears. Crazy for the love of people cried once, and then learn to be strong in the tears, treasure and grow with you.
Who said youth is crazy capital. So, in this warm and wonderful little before the age of the past, so I'm crazy for once. Only this time, only this for you.
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